Em | D | C | B | Em | |
Clock strikes 12 | and moondrops burst, | out at | you from | their hiding place. |
Em | D | C | B | Em | |
Like acid and oil on | a madmans face, hi | s reasons | tend to | fly away |
C | B | C | G | |
Like | lesser birds on the | 4 winds, yeah, like | silver scrapes in | may |
C | B | C | B | Em | |
N | ow the sands becom | e a crust, and | most of | you have g | one away |
Come Suzie dear lets take a walk, just out there upon the beach |
I know you'll soon be married, and you'll want to know where winds come from |
Well its never said at all, on the map that Carrie reads |
Behind the clock back there you know, at the 4 winds bar |
(now it goes into the distorted part) |
E | C | D | E | E | C | D | E | |
HEY | HEY | HEY | HEY |
E | C | D | E | |
The four winds at the 4 w | inds bar, | 2 doors locked and wi | ndows barred |
E | C | D | E | |
One door left to take | you in, the | other one just mirro | rs it |
E | C | D | E | E | C | D | E | |
HEY | HEY | HEY | HEY |
E | C | D | E | |
Hellish glare and i | nference, the | other ones a d | uplicate |
E | C | D | E | |
The queenly flux, | eternal light, y | eah the light th | at never warms |
E | C | D | E | E | C | D | C | |
Yes the light, th | at never, | never w | arms. | yes the light th | at never, | neve | r |
D | D | C | D | D | C | D | |
warms, | nev | er | warms, | nev | er | warms |
(back to clean) |
Clock strikes 12 and moondrops burst, out at you from their hiding place. |
Miss Carrie Nurse and Suzie dear, would find themselves at the 4 winds bar |
Its the nexus, of the crisis, and the origin of storms |
Just the place to hopelessly, encounter time and then came me |
(back to distortion) |
E | C | D | E | E | C | D | E | |
HEY | HEY | HEY | HEY | (play that behind the solo) |
E | C | D | E | |
Call me desdi | nova, e | ternal l | ight |
E | C | D | E | |
These gravely digs of | mine, wi | ll surely prove a s | ight |
E | C | D | E | |
A | nd dont forget my | dog, f | ixed and consequ | ent |
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